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Where Better Things Occur

by Bargain Basement

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I should have seen right from the start that things would fall apart It wasn’t hard for me to spot that you weren’t thinking with your heart That through it all you never felt a thing But thank you for caring enough to pretend to care about me I thought I saw you blink once as you looked into my eyes And the way you fought those tears back when you said that you wouldn’t cry Showed that you were not ill at ease But thank you for caring enough to pretend to care about me You didn’t have to try so hard to pretend With all the little things you told your friends And the way you whispered dear When you knew I wouldn’t think you’d know I’d overhear Most of all I’d like to thank you for that parting shot When you said I’d never meant a thing, well you know that meant a lot It made it all so very plain to see That you still care enough to pretend not to have cared about me
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I want it now, don't want it sooner or later I want it now, don't want it sooner or later don't want it ordered direct from Japan don't want it put on the layaway plan don't want a rain check for when it's in stock don't make me wait 'til eleven o'clock, 'cos I want it now, don't want it sooner or later I want it now, don't want it sooner or later don't want to make it with my own two hands don't have the patience for all that demands don't want to save up, I ain't got the time to watch a nickel turn into a dime, 'cos I want it now, don't want it sooner or later I want it now, don't want it sooner or later don't know who made it, don't know how it works don't know its features and don't know its quirks don't know it's something that I can afford don't know I need it, I'm probably just bored, but I want it now, don't want it sooner or later I want it now, don't want it sooner or later
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I’m bored by every passing day I don’t expect that you would understand unless you know my mind in dreams I’m half a world away I don’t expect that you would understand unless you’re of my kind here’s to the myth I’m burdened with a headache in my heart, a heartache in my head a dancer on my grave, cadavers in my bed an ink stain on my soul and poison in my pen a headache in my heart again I’m drinking from a dirty cup I don’t expect that you would understand unless you’ve known this doubt the bills are really piling up I don’t expect that you would understand unless you’ve gone without I pretended not to notice everything was going wrong I pretended not to notice but I knew it all along but I knew it all along
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Black Water 03:26
oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water is drowning some beautiful daughter oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water has soaked through the things that I bought her oh, that black water's in my soul down diggy diggy down diggy diggy down diggy diggy down diggy diggy oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water's in my soul oh, that black water will never recede 'til I've got her oh, that black water's in my soul down diggy diggy down diggy diggy down diggy diggy down diggy diggy
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I’ve got a devil in my pocket that I caught on my own And he’s offering me a home But a home ain’t for tramps and a tramp can’t unpack And one can only tramp alone But if you come along with me to a home by the sea I’ll let that devil go We’ve been together for a long time now The first friend I ever knew But angels grow old and so does the road And I’d rather grow old with you So come along with me to a home by the sea And I’ll let that devil be My devil jumped up and loudly he wailed “Without me, boy, you’ll be undone” But I ain’t no bitch to no particular itch I’ve been proven and I’m the one Come along with me to a home by the sea And we’ll make that devil run My devil taught me from my infancy That pride is the cause of it all Now I’m proud to say that I can make it my way Within the all and all Come along with me to a home by the sea And we’ll watch that devil fall
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here in the spaceship, I've set a course don't need no maps or traffic reports I've got some CD's and some cassettes soda, beef jerky and cigarettes here in the spaceship here in the spaceship, yeah here in the spaceship, everything's nice twelve volt adapters and fuzzy dice plenty of nooks for hiding my stash and I paid only twelve hundred cash here in the spaceship here in the spaceship, yeah here in the spaceship, I am alone with my keychain and cellular phone nothing can touch me, no one can pry rocketing through the Midwestern sky here in the spaceship here in the spaceship, yeaaaaah
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back when I was in exile beyond the city’s whirr I dreamed of someplace better where better things occur one night I heard its anthem while chasing r.e.m. a song that’s always 4 a.m. back when I was a mallrat I pocketed cassettes I had so little money and even less regrets I reached into the cut-outs and came up with a gem a song that’s always 4 a.m. and even now I sit and wonder was it a blessing or a curse could things have turned out any worse back when I had antennae protruding from my head the signal was much stronger all meters in the red I must return the favor how can I give to them a song that’s always 4 a.m. now I can only find it amongst the seeds and stems a song that’s always 4 a.m.
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ears perk up in pleasant heat to the rhythm of the street through car windows come the sounds of emerging undergrounds you will have your revolution summer you will have your revolution summer get up early, stay out late trip or toke or play it straight break some hearts and break some laws in the fever of your cause you will have your revolution summer you will have your revolution summer Mom and Dad don't understand 'cos Mom and Dad don't know winter came for them so long ago live the lie of flaming youth mine your feelings for the truth these illusions soon will fade but this moment can't be stayed you will have your revolution summer you will have your revolution summer
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The beat was neat The kids were on their feet Their feet were fleet The smell of sweat was sweet The frantic pace Creates a state of calm Up until the cracking of an elbow to the jaw Aaaah Bully On The Dance Floor Aaaah Bully On The Dance Floor Why must you make a fuss? Why can't you let us be Why must there always be someone to make a scene? The lights were low The fiend could not be seen But who could be So vile and so mean? When out of the fray Rose an unholy row (*rhymes with "cow") A big old Brahma bull and he's broke free from his plow Aaaah Bully On The Dance Floor Aaaah Bully On The Dance Floor
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Separately 02:57
it’s six o’clock in the morning and I hate to see you go I might see you in the evening but I never really know if I’ll sleep next to you or you’ll sleep next to me or we’ll cry, cry, cry separately I’d love to visit you, honey but I’m feeling half past dead I spent my day making money now I face an empty bed and I will dream of you and you will dream of me and we’ll cry, cry, cry separately don’t want to see you from a distance don’t want to hear you on the phone don’t want to leave my home to see you don’t want to leave you to go home
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HOLD ALOFT THE DREADFUL DART STRICKEN THRU A LOVER'S HEART HOLD ALOFT THE SILVER BOWL COMFORT 2 A LOVER'S SOUL ALICE PIPER IN THE BOWERS OF THE NEWLY REBORN MAID IN WINE OR WEALTH OR FLESH & FLOWERS ALICE THE PIPER MUST BE PAID QUEEN OF DAYS, QUEEN OF MAY MONARCH FAIR OF FAERIE FAY SUBLIME, SERENE & OUT OF SITE DREADFUL, SPITEFUL QUEEN OF NITE FROM YOUR FLORID ENTRANCE ACROSS THE DISTANT EXPANSE TO THE REELING LAST DANCE A WHEEL, AROUND, AGAIN
13.
are they here, are they hidden all those memories I've thrown away all these fears that I've written bear the postmarks of another day and I don't want to be the man that I was before today that I was just yesterday can I trust what I'm feeling when I feel it stronger by and by if I must hit the ceiling let me hit it on the day I die 'cos I don't want to be the man that I was before today that I was just yesterday I'd been whistling in the darkness I'd been blocking out the light I'd been giving to the needless I'd been giving up the fight I don't want to be the man that I was before today that I was just yesterday
14.
Borax was a strange young man a queen, one might suppose he came to Earth from outer space while wearing women's clothes he came to sprinkle glitter on this dull and lifeless world to find the girl in every boy the boy in every girl your old man's gonna be sorry 'cos he's brought his guitar army the Centipedes from Centauri so baby get with the times your fantasies are not crimes, oh no Borax was a strange young man he spread like a disease he came to Earth to conquer us but never left his knees while his name raced up the charts his enemies grew strong they dragged him from the stage one night while he was in mid song the Centipedes from Centauri too busy playing Atari to unleash their guitar army some kind of deal had been made our saviour had been betrayed, oh no
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why do I want to sigh why do I want to sigh maybe Charles M. Schulz made me a melancholy guy destroy all monsters destroy all monsters why do I want to cry why do I want to cry maybe Abbey Road made me a sentimental guy destroy all monsters destroy all monsters why do I want to die why do I want to die maybe Sylvia Plath made me a suicidal guy destroy all monsters destroy all monsters
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I know I’ll always remember this place every name I can put with a face good friends who bought me drinks when I was broke smelling of whiskey and smelling of smoke you’d come for the music, stay for the decor come back for the people a hundred times more so where do you go when they call last call forever sneak out the back to smoke illicit herbs laughs at the normals, fresh in from the ‘burbs whose credit cards can’t buy happiness here but a buck twenty-five cash buys a beer you’ll find nothing better wherever you roam it’s less like a tavern and more like a home so where do you go when they call last call forever we’ll probably go our separate ways and reminisce about these days one final toast before we’re out of here she’ll have a rum and coke, I’ll have a beer here’s to the audience, here’s to the star here’s to our friends on both sides of the bar they’re putting up chairs and they’re sweeping the floor they’re turning off neon and locking the door so where do you go when they call last call forever
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Steppin' Out 02:47
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Sixteen songs about love, the devil, consumerism, dancefloor bullies, youth, mythology, Frederick's Music Lounge, depression, alien rock stars and music itself, performed with good ol' rock 'n' roll spunk and minimalism. Kjle Risch spins out iron spiderwebs of guitar imagineering. Dan O'Connell rocks the bottom and harmonizes. BaM sings his li'l heart out and gets all Moe Tuckered on the drums. Incomplete when our recording gear and the band went kaput, it was another two years before we dusted off the finished mixes, added new overdubs to incomplete rough mixes, threw in a funky ol' 4-track of "Home by the Sea" and put together some snappy art. We are now proud to present you with this shimmering monument to deep soul rock 'n' roll.

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released December 4, 2010

Kjle Risch - lead, rhythm and acoustic guitars + percussion
Dan O'Connell - bass guitar + vocals (lead on "One More Night") + percussion
Brian Andrew Marek - drums + lead vocals + keyboards + guitars
with Kate Marek - additional harmony vocals + percussion

produced by Bargain Basement * engineered by BaM
recorded 2007-2010 in The Bargain Basement
title and cover idea by Kjle * layout by BaM

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Rubberstamp Records is a DIY indie record label based in the Saint Louis, MO area and helmed by local music scene veteran Brian Andrew Marek.

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